Gon had it easy with some outdoor job, walking around on trails and leading people on tours through the reserve. Animals, plants, the general outdoors, and general freedom. Of course there had to be rules to follow, but there was no way it could be anything like he was dealing with here! The woman in charge was some hag who constantly yelled at him for how he did things, criticizing his work and giving him lame chores whenever he mouthed off. Damn it...
Even with the customers, it was boring. Boring, boring, boooooring! The lady he was helping now was practically asleep after rambling her mouth off for ages about what she wanted done and how she wanted it done. Now she was reclined in the chair, eyes closed and fingers delicately spread in Killua's palm as he filed away.
The knock at the glass causes him to jump slightly in place, the hand with the nail filer slipping and nearly hacking a good, smooth chunk of her nail off in the process. Luckily, he saves it with a jerk upwards of his arm. Luckily, the customer doesn't seem to notice, and as he brings his hand down immediately to resume his job, his shoulders bunch together and he does his head with a glare at Gon as the display continues.
Idiot!! What was he doing over here while he was busy with this?! If his boss saw this, he'd be scrubbing the floors and picking up nail clippings for weeks!
His free hand raises a finger to his lips in silent yet harsh demand, and he nods with his head to try and sign vaguely to Gon. What are you doing?! Get out of here, you're going to get me in trouble!
new characters are so hard
Gon had it easy with some outdoor job, walking around on trails and leading people on tours through the reserve. Animals, plants, the general outdoors, and general freedom. Of course there had to be rules to follow, but there was no way it could be anything like he was dealing with here! The woman in charge was some hag who constantly yelled at him for how he did things, criticizing his work and giving him lame chores whenever he mouthed off. Damn it...
Even with the customers, it was boring. Boring, boring, boooooring! The lady he was helping now was practically asleep after rambling her mouth off for ages about what she wanted done and how she wanted it done. Now she was reclined in the chair, eyes closed and fingers delicately spread in Killua's palm as he filed away.
The knock at the glass causes him to jump slightly in place, the hand with the nail filer slipping and nearly hacking a good, smooth chunk of her nail off in the process. Luckily, he saves it with a jerk upwards of his arm. Luckily, the customer doesn't seem to notice, and as he brings his hand down immediately to resume his job, his shoulders bunch together and he does his head with a glare at Gon as the display continues.
Idiot!! What was he doing over here while he was busy with this?! If his boss saw this, he'd be scrubbing the floors and picking up nail clippings for weeks!
His free hand raises a finger to his lips in silent yet harsh demand, and he nods with his head to try and sign vaguely to Gon. What are you doing?! Get out of here, you're going to get me in trouble!